The bard fantasized again.

Chapter 204 Chaos (4k views, please subscribe and vote)
【Tang Qi's Wilderness Guide, title page——

'Wasteland' is a very general concept.

Just as we often refer to a series of well-known places in the north, such as the 'Holy City', 'Ironforge', and 'Icewind Valley', as 'Northlands'.

The wasteland lies south of the Dawn Forest… well, to be precise, Dragongold City, because legend has it that this dragon's lair was once located at the very center of the entire world—

It is 'the world', not a continent.

After all, the Forgotten Continent is now like an irregular horseshoe, with the Terran Empire and the Lord Alliance each occupying two ends, and the great desert in the center separating the two ends, allowing only waterways for travel.

By this calculation, Longjincheng is not even at the very center of the Lords' Alliance.

Perhaps only the founders of the alliance know why it's divided this way, but unfortunately, she's only been around for three months and it's difficult for her to answer that question.

In general, the southern landscape is more natural, for example, beyond the morning and evening forests lies an endless green plain.

You can choose to continue south along the paved road, passing through several familiar stops such as 'Lucky Town' and 'Sandalwood Forest'...

Apart from the coastal part, known as the 'Bay of Fortune,' the area extending from the green fields to the Southern Great Wall is collectively referred to as the Wasteland.

Considering that most areas don't have as much to write about as Longjin City—after all, there's an underground city beneath it—I recorded my journey along the way in "The Wasteland Guide."

This way, you can get a general understanding of the entire South with just one book, instead of having to buy one book after another...

You've really hit the jackpot! So quickly recommend it to your friends and family!

As Tang Qi wrote the contents of the title page, he felt his hand holding the pen trembling uncontrollably—

He initially thought it was because the giant tortoise was moving through the forest, causing the huts on its shell, and even the tallest watchtower, to sway uncontrollably from side to side.

But when he saw his increasingly thin and pale fingertips, he finally understood that the cause stemmed from himself.

But still, somewhat unwilling to give up, she looked at the dawn to the side:

Do I look bad?

"Do you need me to tell you the truth?" Chenxi turned slightly to the side, then turned back.

"Then you'd better not say anything. I don't think it's that bad."

Standing on the other side of the watchtower, peering through the fence into the distance, all I could see were tree trunks towering even higher than the top of the tower, and the gray-white mist of Ambi. At that moment, I turned back:
"Brother Tang Qi, you're only one bald spot away from being as bald as that necromancer we encountered."

“Ambi, you need to know that sometimes you can’t be too blunt when you speak—being tactful is sometimes to avoid upsetting the other person.”

Tang Qi wanted to touch the top of his head, but he restrained himself from doing so.

After all, he would actually touch and pull out a few strands of hair.

"But Brother Tang Qi also told me before that I should dare to speak the truth and despise authority. Just like the little boy in the fairy tale who could point out that the king was not wearing clothes."

"Well said. I won't tell you fairy tales next time."

"no!"

The fairy tale doesn't tell us what happened to the child who exposed the emperor's new clothes.

But Tang Qi had already grabbed Anbi by the collar, effectively sentencing her to 'death':
"You should go to training."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and say,
"I think that orc needs to be taught a lesson. We agreed that I would lead the way and she would teach you about anger... How come she came running up from below in no time?"

"I don't know, but two short, brown people came and said something to her, and then she told me to stay put and left with those people."

"Those are called goblins."

Tang Qi felt this was not a solution.

Although Shyvana promised to teach Ambly how to control 'anger,' judging by the current progress, she might not be able to understand the essence of anger until the next two months.

"We need to teach her a lesson."

Still within the Dawn and Dusk Forest, with nothing to write about, Tang Qi simply blew the horn that had been placed on the table.

"Woo-"

As the deep horn sounded through the forest, even the giant tortoise crawling in the sky slowly came to a stop.

【Turtle Horn (Extremely Rare)】
Hidden within this horn is a giant, enslaved tortoise from the heavens.

You can control the giant tortoise's movements by blowing a horn and issuing broad commands such as 'move forward' or 'attack'.

The giant tortoise only obeys the commands of the horn.

If the giant tortoise dies, the horn will be destroyed.

It was only when Tang Qi discovered the function of this horn that he understood how Barbaya had killed a giant tortoise from the sky—

This enormous creature, comparable to a rockery, could have easily crushed the old goblin under its feet.

As enslaved beings, they have lost the instinct to think.

So much so that it could be forced to endure the pain of being scraped by a knife through the horn, until it died...

This is definitely not a marvel that the [Roaring Roar] tribe could create.

It is either a vast desert or the legacy of the Golden Kingdom.

According to Shyvana, there were originally five of these horns. One died in battle in the desert years ago, and another was gutted by Babaa. Now only three remain.

The tribe's population was reduced by more than half because of her; with a little squeezing, one giant tortoise could easily carry all four hundred of them, so the other two were put back into the horn.

After all, even the giant tortoise in the sky needs to eat.

But perhaps it was precisely because of the cramped accommodations, the shortage of food, and even the various internal conflicts that had previously erupted within the tribe that the [Fierce Roar] tribe was teetering on the brink of collapse, with the possibility of disintegration at any moment...

Tang Qi climbed down the hoisting ladder and arrived at the largest market on the lowest level. There he saw a bustling crowd of orcs and goblins, each in two factions, howling and confronting each other.

Only the bewildered children, with curious eyes, peered at everything from the makeshift platform above, as if cheering for the outbreak of conflict.

Tang Qi then stopped on the platform, listening to the clamor of the large market—

Aside from the roars bursting from the orcs' throats, there were only the high-pitched chattering of the goblins.

Damn it, he can't understand orc or goblin languages ​​at all.

Although there are indeed a small number of 'intellectuals' in the tribe who are fluent in a common language, they still tend to argue in their own language when they quarrel.

Fortunately, just as the chills were about to set in, someone gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Rua!"

Tang Qi turned around and saw that Kulu had picked up a handful of charcoal ash from somewhere and smeared it on his shoulder. Then he chanted a spell, making the noise in his ears even clearer.

"A fight is about to break out, a fight is about to break out!"

This is the cheering of orc and goblin children.

"A bunch of cowards!"

"A brainless idiot!"

This is the abuse mixed in with the big market.

"The spell I just learned is [Language Proficiency]."

This is the wise murmur of the kobold.

Tang Qi focused his attention on the last one, looking at the smiling figure, and nudged Kuru, who wore delicate square-framed glasses, on the purple dog's head:
"Why aren't you stuttering anymore? And what's with your glasses...? It's only been a few days since we last saw each other, hasn't it?"

"To be precise, it's 90 days and nights. According to the 4-hour alternation pattern of the Dawn and Dusk Forest, that's 360 hours, totaling 15 days."

Kuru pushed up his glasses again, making a mechanical "click-click" sound as he did so, as if they were really there.

This made the kobold resemble a book-loving old scholar, and his voice deepened as well.

"I am communicating with you in Dragon Language now. During the hour of [Language Proficiency], you will certainly be able to understand me."

As for these glasses…

Before it could finish speaking, Tang Qi reached out and touched Kuru's eye socket, only to find that his fingertip passed right through the frame: "Is it an illusion? You went so far as to use a first-level spell to put glasses on yourself just to show off?"

"No, of course not! This is a [Secondary Illusion], a trick! I've mastered the method of using it to create both images and sounds at the same time!" Kuru quickly explained.

"Why aren't you speaking in a high-pitched voice anymore? Damn it, you're just trying to act like you're so smart, aren't you?"

Tang Qi gripped Kulu's shoulders tightly and shook him back and forth.
"Give me back that dog-headed man who only knows how to play dead, stutter, and is a coward!"

"Wait, my head is spinning!"

Kuru was so dizzy from being shaken that he instinctively cried for help in Common, at which point Tang Qi stopped moving:
"Wait, so this is 'Mastery of Lesser Illusions'?"

This means that during the two weeks he was missing, Kuru's mastery of illusion magic had reached a new level.
"Don't tell me you've already learned second-circle spells..."

"How did you know? I was just about to tell you... Indeed, you're the only one in this world who truly understands me!"

I don't want to understand.

Just as Kulu was about to share his joy, Tang Qi couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.

In other words, this kobold transformed from a complete novice in magic into a second-circle spellcaster in less than four months.
So what does all my hard work over the past four months—writing manuscripts, increasing visibility, and recording stories—represent?
You're cheating too, aren't you?
"So, what second-circle spells do you know?"

"So far, I've only copied the Web Spell from the Nova Spellbook."

"Have they already started studying his spellbook?"

"That human possessed many magical abilities, and he also learned language from his books."

However, the encryption process is more complex and harder to crack... But I've already grasped the basic rules, and in a few months I'll be able to transcribe the entire book.

"That's enough, that's enough. Learn slowly and remember to balance work and rest."

Tang Qi was initially worried that Kuru might not be able to keep up with the progress of their team's advancement.

Now it seems more likely that the guy felt the team was hindering his studies, so he abandoned the whole team.

"So why did you stop studying?"

"These green-skinned bastards smashed my house!"

Kuru said indignantly,
"I'd like to request to rest in your room from now on; it's the quietest there!"

"The room is full of women, it's inconvenient."

"It's okay, I don't care."

“I care!”

"Then I can become female."

Kuru pondered for a moment and said,
“I remember back in the underground caves, once a large number of males or females in the tribe died, the remaining tribespeople would change their gender after a few months until the overall sex ratio was balanced…”

This is similar to the phenomenon of 'sex reversal' where roosters in a flock of chickens without hens might reverse into females.

Therefore, the kobold race, whether cubs or adults, does not have a clear gender role.

"Screw you, all I need is for you to turn back into the Kuru I remember!"

Is it possible that this is who I truly am? It's just that your preconceived notions about me have shaped your perception, making you believe I am the way you remember me?

So it's not that I should turn back into the Kuru you remember, but that you should accept the real me.

"You, how could you say something so philosophical..."

After a brief silence, Tang Qi slapped it on the forehead.

"If you hadn't deliberately used that deep voice, I would have really been fooled by you!"
Change back!

"Rua!"

Kuru finally couldn't keep up the act anymore, screamed, and cried out while covering his head.

With its cries of anguish, the mutual condemnation of the broader market finally showed signs of a shift—

The orcs and goblins started talking about serious matters:
"Why should we squeeze in with trash? They should all be on the ground!"

"We've always lived here, why should we get out? Would you have dared to speak like that when the Prophet was still alive?!"

"That old bastard is dead. Whoever has the stronger fist gets to decide!"

Although Barbaya secretly engaged in the business of sacrificing people.

But on the surface, he is indeed a prophet who can communicate with 'gods'.

Through a pact with the devil, she unleashed 'miracles'—such as using 'divine power' to slaughter the giant tortoise in the sky and obtain meat for them.

To some extent, this also helped maintain the survival of the goblins.

Her death left the goblins without a pillar in an instant, and according to the orcs' thinking, the weak should naturally be made into slaves.

The goblins from other tribes are all slaves, so why should I be on equal footing with these cowards?

Even goblins have something to say—

Barbaya sacrificed many orcs, and now goblins make up the majority of the population. Why should we indulge you bunch of idiots?
Shyvana could only switch between the orc and goblin languages, trying to quell the anger between the two sides:

"Stop fucking! We should be thinking about how to survive right now, not fucking worrying about this shitty problem of where to stay!"

"Fuck you, Shivana! If it weren't for you, we could be stealing meat from other tribes!"

"And then his mother burned him to ashes?"

"It's better than starving to death in this wretched state!"

An orc pointed at Shyvana's nose and cursed angrily.
"You fucking don't deserve to be chief, you're as cowardly as that damn Gura—ever since you, you bastard, he's been thinking like a coward!"

Sivana punched him in the nose.

The goblins behind her erupted in cheers.

The orc, clutching his bleeding nose, was about to grab his axe when Hound roared and tackled him to the ground, pounding his cheeks.

Several orcs surrounded the crazed Howlc and beat him on the back.

The goblins swarmed forward and began fighting with the orcs.

Although orcs are strong enough, the orange-skinned goblins and the furry bear goblins are not much worse off.

Moreover, the number of goblins was so great that when they fought each other, the scene quickly became chaotic.

Tang Qi observed everything from the sidelines, having no desire to get involved.

The scene before him was something he could have foreseen before he set off.

Chaos is in the nature of these nomadic peoples.

Shyvana's 'humanity' endowed her with a hesitant and indecisive personality, making her unsuitable to lead this chaotic and wild tribe.

"Perfect, after we finish fighting we can go our separate ways."

Tang Qi was about to lie down and watch the show.

But just like this eerie, tranquil forest, it never welcomes any noisy sounds.

The roars and screams were mixed in with the noise from the turtle's back.

"Be careful."

Chenxi quickly stood guard beside Tang Qi.

“Many people are approaching this place.”

"Where did these 'many people' come from in the Dawn and Dusk Forest?" Tang Qi blinked.

(End of this chapter)